Further away, they’re starting to set up the tents. The theme of the party is vaguely oriental. Carpets and low wooden stools, dark wooden benches, but these are admittedly African. During the time in which he goes on talking, they manage to set up the tents, and it starts to rain. I go into the library to check again whether an email has arrived. In front of the window of the library is a wall of rain. You can’t see the building next door, just this dark gray wall directly in front of the window. That it is really cold and raining like the skies are about to fall on us. Some towns like in the coast are impassible as water is everywhere. Anyway, did you read about the clashes that were in some parts of the country? Like here in Nairobi we had war breaking out between Mungiki and Talibans. To let you know Mungiki is a group made up of people from the Kikuyu and the Talibans are the rest of the Kenyan tribes. They fought in Mathare, one of the largest slums, where as it happens i come from one of its vast corners. 8[eight] persons were killed. Houses were burnt and many people had to flee their houses. Right now as i am writing, my things are being ferried to my sisters place. We are refugees in our own country.